Jacob smirked at Paul. He knew Paul would kill him later for doing this, but Paul has to figure his shit out.

"I'll talk to you later, bro. I'll lock up and go." Jacob suggested, winking discretely at Paul.

Paul turned his head slowly towards his best friend and narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, why don't you go do that." He hissed under his breath.

Jacob chortled and slapped Paul on the shoulder.

"It was nice meeting you, Bella." Jacob called. "We're having a cook out later, come by later." Paul stared at Jacob with widened eyes.

Jacob left the two of them alone.

Paul sighed. "Why don't you come into my office?" He suggested.

Bella found herself following the father of her children into his office. Bella's first impression of his office was: messy. There was paperwork piled up in stacks and folders laid out all over the desks. It was then when Bella noticed a picture frame of a little girl on his desk.

Oh my god, Bella thought, this guy already has a kid!

"Who's the little girl?" Bella queried, nodding towards the picture.

Paul smiled. "That's my best friend's baby girl. Her name is Lilly." He said, taking a seat.

"Oh." Bella said.

"So, are you going to tell me why you left that morning without saying anything? I've been looking for you ever since." He muttered, a slight crease in his brow.

Bella took in a deep breath. "I'm sorry. I didn't know what to do. I mean, my boyfriend of seven years dumped me over text and I got drunk...really drunk. Then I woke up next to someone I didn't know. I never meant to do that."

Paul stared at her with disbelief. "I don't know, maybe wake my ass up and talk to me?"

Bella looked away, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. "Like I said, I'm sorry. Whatever, anyway, here's the real reason why I'm here and I needed to tell you this before it was too late."

"What's wrong? Did somethin-" He examined me for a moment, and I pressed my lips together, my hand instinctively touching my belly. "You're..."

"Pregnant." Bella finished. "They're yours, both of them."

"Both?" He nearly shouted.

"Surprise!" Bella said in a small voice. "I'm having twins!"

His bottom lip trembled slightly and before she knew it, he passed out on his desk.

Well, this turned out better than I planned, Bella thought.

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Bella knelt next to Paul, who ended up face first on the floor. She started poking him in his sides.

"Paul? Are you okay?" She muttered. He remained silent.

With a surge of panic rushing through her body, she called the first person she'd call for anything: Angela.

"Hello?"

"Angela! What do I do? I told him the news and now he's passed out cold! I tried hitting at him and yelling but he won't budge. Help me!" Bella squealed into the phone.

"First of all, calm down before you pop out the twins, and secondly, what exactly happened?" She asked.

Bella ran her free hand through his knotted hair. "Paul. I told him about the babies. Is it normal for a guy to just pass out like that?"

Angela laughed. "I don't know, Bella. I never had to tell a guy I was having twins." She sighed. "Did you try throwing water on him?"

Bella stood up immediately. "No, I didn't, but I'll do that now. I'll call you back, thanks! Love you." Bella hung up the phone quickly and scoured the hallways in hopes of finding a bathroom. As soon as she found the door, she kicked it open and took cup from the dispenser and filled it up with ice-cold water. She ran back into the office and was prepared to launch the cup at him when he suddenly scrambled from his laying position to a sitting one.

"Throw that on me and I swear to God that I will kill you...after, you know, giving birth to our kids." He half-smiled.

Bella sighed in relief. "Well, I didn't know what the fuck to do! You passed out on me, you fucking jack-ass!" She set the cup down on the table.

"Can you watch your mouth around the kids?" He asked, in a sarcastic way.

Bella looked at him like he was an idiot. "What? They don't even have ears yet!"

"Fine, but calm the fuck down, your heart rate must already be through the roof!" He strained his voice.

"Calm the fuck down? Oh, look who's swearing now! Hypocrite." She muttered under her breath.

"God, I said calm the fuck down!" He shouted.

"Then stop shouting at me, you retard!" Bella yelled back, jabbing him in the chest.

Paul started to grow angry. "Oh great, now I have to deal with a girl during her mood swings! Just my damn luck!"

"Hey, watch your filthy mouth, you mother-"

Their argument was cut short with a sharp knock on the door. It swung open moment later.

Paul rolled his eyes in frustration. "Not now, Sam." Paul glared back at Bella, who was seething.

"Jacob said he could hear you two arguing, so he sent me here. Everything okay?" He queried, stepping into the cluttered office.

"Yeah. We are all good." Bella muttered, scrutinizing Paul.

"Wow, you two are practically made for each other." Sam sarcastically commented. "Oh yeah, and don't forget I'm having a cook out tonight. It starts at five. You can come too, Bella, I presume. Paul's been talking about you. Practically everybody wants to see you now." And without another word, the gigantic man left the office and closed the door behind him.

Paul waited until he could hear Sam's car leave the garage.

"So, you are keeping the kids, right?" Paul asked.

"Well, duh!" She said. "If I wasn't going to keep then, then I wouldn't have come all this way to find your ass and tell you, now would I?!"

"Your sarcasm is pissing me off, dear." He sneered, closing the space in between them.

"I should be the one who's pissed off! You knocked me up when I was drunk. Ugh, that was so stupid of me!" Bella growled in his face.

"I didn't know you were that drunk." Paul replied calmly.

"Oh, really? Do you tell yourself that to make yourself fe-" She was cut off by Paul, who was crushing his lips against hers. Bella returned the kiss and felt Paul's hands grab her by the ass and pick her up. Bella wrapped her legs around his waist and he propped her on his desk like a trophy. Within seconds, they were both nude and he was on top of her, throwing all the papers aside. He was thrusting into her deeply and Bella's nails scratched across his back. He kissed all the way down her jawline and worked his way down her neck where he kissed passionately.

Bella has never had intercourse like this that involved so much passion and care. It felt like they were on a whole new level. She was no longer facing Base Three with guys, no, not with Paul. She had hit a home run.

After a while of sweaty, hot sex, Paul got off of her, panting for air.

Bella gulped. "I wasn't planning on doing that today."

He laughed breathlessly at her comment and kissed her head. "Yeah, this time was better than the last time."

"Well, to me, this is the first time...and I'm sorry that I didn't wake up up to talk to you. I was terrified."

"It's fine, don't worry about it. So, just to make sure, you are going to keep them?" He inquired, touching her flat stomach.

"Yes, and if it's possible, if you could be in there life, too?" She begged, looking up into his eyes.

"I know how it feels not to have a father around, and I'm not going to let our children feel like that either." He said, giving Bella a warm smile.

Paul moved to her stomach, where he place both his hands. "Hey, my babies. I'm your daddy, just so you both know. I can't wait to meet you."

Bella felt tears coming on. For some odd reason, things felt right. She didn't meant to have sex with him or to be so open to having him in their life, but she felt so safe around him.

It felt natural, so easy...like breathing.

"So, what are we?" He asked, gesturing to the both of them.

Bella shrugged. "I don't know, but we have eight month to find out."

"Let's start off with being friends, go on some dates, and see how it goes." He suggested.

Bella nodded. "Yeah, that sounds fine."

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After about ten minutes, Paul brought Bella to his house to clean themselves up. His house was nice, sitting next to the forest. It was probably one of the nicest looking houses in the town.

Bella walked into the house and was led towards the bedroom's connected bathroom to wash up before the cook out. She was actually feeling scared about his friends not liking her, or thinking that she was a slut for having a one-night stand with him. Bella hated meeting new people; she was always so shy.

Once she was finished with the bathroom, Paul handed her cellphone. "Who is Angela, and why does she want to know if 'Mr. Hottie' looks good all wet?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Bella blushed. "That's my sister. When you passed out not too long ago, I called her because I didn't know what to do."

"So, you guys call me Mr. Hottie?" He smirked.

"We didn't know your name, so Angela started calling you that. I guess it rubbed off."

"So you think I'm hot."

I rolled my eyes at his smug face. "You know you are."

He smiled back and walked back into the bedroom. Bella couldn't help but stare at his ass as he walked away.

Oh lord have mercy upon me, She prayed, pressing her back up against the wall.

Edited and Beta'd by: Moriarty's Diary

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